The plan unfolded step by step, and went very smoothly, and AniationDo ushered in a wave of purges, and a large number of high-level members of the club were demoted, and the person who surrendered to the cold spring Mao Mi took the position.

Cold Spring Mao Mi is in the middle of the dispatch and control of the whole situation, Aramura Takuya also acts as a dog-headed military advisor in the dark to make a dark and damaging trick, and Mutsu Aoi Autumn is in the open to cooperate with the two.

In these days, the senior management of the club has its own ghosts, attacking each other, and eager to knock out each other's brains, but the ordinary staff at the bottom have not been affected too much, and various projects have not been hindered by this, and the progress has been extremely smooth.

The purge didn't last long, AniationDo gradually calmed down, and Takuya Aramura also took off the skin of "President Eagle Dog" and became the ordinary rookie voice actor again.

It is worth mentioning that after this incident, our Mr. Takuya Aramura received a new title at AniationDo - "Big Female Apprentice".

Mr. Takuya Aramura, the "big female apprentice", is now in AniationDo, and those high-level executives of the club have to avoid and take a detour when they see him.

Although everyone doesn't say it, who doesn't know that these days all the moths are made by this guy? He didn't come to the club before, the club was calm, and as soon as he came to the club often, this series of things happened.

Didn't he do it?

Oh, tell the ghost to see if the ghost will believe it?

One day, Takuya Aramura finished dubbing a drama and came to AniationDo's parking lot.

But I happened to run into two AniationDo executives walking together.

The two of them stiffened suddenly, and then they brushed together and discussed with a voice that was just enough for Takuya Aramura to hear.

"There is no other day, and there is only one sun in my heart, President Cold Spring!"

"Me too, President Cold Spring is so wise, how can I do a good job in the club by ousting those few people who don't want to make progress, and being with them worms!"

Takuya Aramura only felt inexplicable, and after looking at the two people with neurotic eyes for a while, he left slowly.

Looking at his departing back, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat that broke out from their backs.

"Bad luck... I actually met the eldest female apprentice outside the club..."

"It's a good thing we're smart enough, otherwise he'd been targeted..."

Takushi Aramura didn't hear their thoughts, and walked straight to the side of a white SUV.

He just came here to pick up the car, after all, Cold Spring Mao Yang Mei left him a parking space here, and the car doesn't have to pay parking fees when parked here, so why should he park somewhere else to pay parking fees?

Driving the car out of the parking lot, Takuya Aramura had not walked a kilometer out of the driveway when he encountered a red light.

Boredom waiting for the red light, he knocked on the steering wheel and looked around.

With the roar of an engine.

An apparently modified dark grey GTR pulled into the lane next to him.

Oh... It turned out to be a broken Nissan...

Takuya Aramura looked at the GTR with a joking mentality.

Not to mention, it's pretty good.

However, my Toyota is similar, economical and fuel-efficient, and the driving experience is smooth.

The red light flashed and soon turned green.

Drip, drip!

Takuya Aramura's car behind honked its horn.

Release the brakes and step on the accelerator to start slowly.

Rumble!

The GTR roared again, sprinting out of the lane stop line at breakneck speed, passing through the traffic lights, and then quickly disappearing ahead, making its rear taillights and rear wing invisible to other cars.

Takuya Aramura looked at the hands-on of the dashboard speedometer floating on the 20kh and fell into deep thought.

My Toyota... Seem... It's not good...

Drip, drip!

The car behind honked its horn again.

Takuya Aramura glanced in the rearview mirror.

It's a red car with a horse logo.

Takuya Aramura didn't have much research on cars, but he happened to know the car, which was the Ford Mustang.

He was silent for a few more seconds, silently turning the steering wheel to make way for the other party.

Rumble!

History repeats itself, and the rear taillights and rear wing are still not visible.

Takuya Aramura narrowed his eyes, and his hand holding the steering wheel loosened a little.

This car has been driven for so long, it's time for a change...

…

"What? Changing cars?"

Fujiwara Xun was stunned for a moment after receiving a call from Takuya Aramura.

Change the car, change the car, call *** what?

I'm your agent, not a babysitter!

"I may not have enough money, so I want to borrow some from Fujiwara-san." Takuya Aramura, who was on the other side of the phone, said in a calm tone.

"Oh... Yes, how much?" Fujiwara Xun readily agreed, he knew that Takuya Aramura had borrowed a lot of money from people recently, and if he wanted to change the car, he might not be able to come up with much money.

Besides, he can borrow a few million yen at most, just to change cars.

"I'll take a look," Takuya Aramura flipped through a post on the auto forum, "It's about 50 million yen."

"Oh... Fifty million... But..." Fujiwara nodded, and quickly reacted, and asked in a loud voice, "What did you say!?" Fifty million!?"

"That's right." Takuya Aramura's voice was still calm, "The post said that if you want to maximize the performance of the car, you must have a large modification, and the cost of modification is estimated to require the price of a car..."

"Wait!" Fujiwara hurriedly interrupted what he hadn't finished speaking, "Modification!?"

"Yes, mod."

"What car are you going to buy?"

"Hmm," Takuya Aramura pondered for a moment, "GTR will do."

"What do you want to do with this high-performance sports car?" Fujiwara was shocked.

"Buy a car." Takuya Aramura wondered, "Naturally, it's for opening."

"Then you can't buy a family car!" Fujiwara couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

"A family car? It's too slow."

Fujiwara Xun didn't know if he had heard it wrong, but he actually heard the disgust in Takuya Aramura's tone.

"You—" he forced the twitching corners of his mouth, "You want to race a car, right?"

"If the road conditions allow..."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Why?" Takushi Aramura also didn't understand.

Obviously, he just wanted to change the car and borrow some money from Fujiwara Xun, and besides, he clearly agreed so happily before, but now his attitude has come to a 180-degree reversal.

"Whew..." Fujiwara Xun breathed a sigh of relief and began to persuade hard, "Aramura-kun, I know very well that you young people like excitement, but you have to think about it, drag racing is particularly dangerous, what if something happens to you? You only have one life..."

"I see." Takuya Aramura nodded on the other end of the phone.

"If only you could understand," Fujiwara was relieved, "Well, I'll lend you eight million for a slightly better family car."

"Nope."

"Huh?"

"I want to buy a GTR."

"You... You... Did I just say it for nothing? Left ear in and right ear out?"

"No, Fujiwara-san's words are in my heart."

"Then you're still..."

"Whether I drag race or not has nothing to do with whether I buy a GTR or not."

"Joke! If you drive a GTR, you kid can still stand up to not drag racing!? I'm telling you, GTR don't even think about it! I'll lend you up to eight million!"

"Okay then." Takuya Aramura's words sounded very indifferent, "Then I'll go to the bank for a loan for the rest, I don't think it will be too difficult."

"You—" Fujiwara

Xun felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, and he was about to squirt out.

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